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He
waited
for
Aberforth
to
jeer
or
to
argue
,
but
he
did
not
.
He
merely
moved
.
"
We
need
to
get
into
Hogwarts
,
"
said
Harry
again
.
"
If
you
ca
n't
help
us
,
we
'll
wait
till
daybreak
,
leave
you
in
peace
,
and
try
to
find
a
way
in
ourselves
.
If
you
can
help
us
--
well
,
now
would
be
a
great
time
to
mention
it
.
"
Aberforth
remained
fixed
in
his
chair
,
gazing
at
Harry
with
the
eye
,
that
were
so
extraordinarily
like
his
brother
's
.
At
last
he
cleared
his
throat
,
got
to
his
feet
,
walked
around
the
little
table
,
and
approached
the
portrait
of
Ariana
.
"
You
know
what
to
do
,
"
he
said
She
smiled
,
turned
,
and
walked
away
,
not
as
people
in
portraits
usually
did
,
one
of
the
sides
of
their
frames
,
but
along
what
seemed
to
be
a
long
tunnel
painted
behind
her
.
They
watched
her
slight
figure
retreating
until
finally
she
was
swallowed
by
the
darkness
.
"
Er
--
what
--
?
"
began
Ron
.
"
There
's
only
one
way
in
now
,
"
said
Aberforth
.
"
You
must
know
they
've
got
all
the
old
secret
passageways
covered
at
both
ends
,
Dementors
all
around
the
boundary
walls
,
regular
patrols
inside
the
school
from
what
my
sources
tell
me
.
The
place
has
never
been
so
heavily
guarded
.
How
you
expect
to
do
anything
once
you
get
inside
it
,
with
Snape
in
charge
and
the
Carrows
as
his
deputies
...
well
,
that
's
your
lookout
,
is
n't
it
?
You
say
you
're
prepared
to
die
.
"
"
But
what
...
?
"
said
Hermione
,
frowning
at
Ariana
's
picture
.
A
tiny
white
dot
reappeared
at
the
end
of
the
painted
tunnel
,
and
now
Ariana
was
walking
back
toward
them
,
growing
bigger
and
bigger
as
she
came
.
But
there
was
somebody
else
with
her
now
,
someone
taller
than
she
was
,
who
was
limping
along
,
looking
excited
.
His
hair
was
longer
than
Harry
had
ever
seen
.
He
appeared
and
torn
.
Larger
and
larger
the
two
figures
grew
,
until
only
their
heads
and
shoulders
filled
the
portrait
.
Then
the
whole
thing
swang
forward
on
the
wall
like
a
little
door
,
and
the
entrance
to
a
real
tunnel
was
revealed
.
And
our
of
it
,
his
hair
overgrown
,
his
face
cut
,
his
robes
ripped
,
clambered
the
real
Neville
Longbottom
,
who
gave
a
roar
of
delight
,
leapt
down
from
the
mantelpiece
and
yelled
.
"
I
knew
you
'd
come
!
I
knew
it
,
Harry
!
"
